A trauma informed writing guide by Sarah Yurch

A poem by Sally Steele Corbett

A poem by Shanthy Milne

We tend to forget that our cycles are a sacred, magical force within us that sync us to the tides of the ocean pulled by the moon. We are powerful, resilient vessels who balance work and the stress from everyday life on top of this active experience occurring within us.

For my first few years seriously pursuing comedy, I dug deep into what I didn’t want to talk about, and exposed it for crowds as cheaply as I could. I told jokes about my family falling apart, I tried to come to terms with my sexuality on stage, and I wrote things that hurt to talk about before my brain even had time to process them.

I would be lying if I said tarot readings were the end-all solution to my anxiety, but they quickly became a part of my morning de-stressing routine. As an ancient form of divination, my tarot deck was the perfect tool to map out my day.

There’s a word for someone who finds joy in this activity: Flaneur. Originating from 19th century French literary tropes, a flaneur is someone who strolls or saunters along, experiencing the urban environment and social landscape.

I found that, for me, self-care wasn’t about bath bombs and yoga the way it seemed to be for other people. Instead, self-care was respecting, forgiving, and showing up for myself. It was also taking care of myself, and doing mundane tasks like laundry and grocery shopping, which I'd never equated to self-love before.

A poem by Tash Moore

An essay by Babette Dunkelgrün

Pranayama is a yogic art of breath control. It is Sanskrit consisting of two words- Prana and Ayama. Prana means “life force” and Ayama means “control”. The practice helps cultivate breath awareness and incorporate breathing into our daily life to calm our nervous system.

A poem by Shreyaa Tandel

A poem by Ebony-Renee Baker